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He was tall, muscular, bleach white with deeply set and serious looking blue eyes. He had the look of a wolf except the long and preened bushy tail which was definitely fox-like and like a fox, Cessai had two slaves carry it off the ground lest it get dirty. Behind the cavalry came the Legion of Alexander Marcus Graylus which had swelled to include not only those soldiers of the 14th spared death but now much of the Pretorian Guards. They descended on the Senate house where Cessai entered after his archers stormed the building and ringed the chamber with drawn bows. Inside were those Senators who knew running they would just die tired and Africanus who stood defiant at his Senate seat as Cessai walked up. The Writer Scinectarus…\n\n Africanus made no attempt to move nor show any deference to Cessai who stood firm with his eyes pointed as if they would set the lion on fire. Cessai simply said….”You are not the issue and are quite the innocent party in this affair. I wish not to waste your life which is of value to the nation. Step aside, don’t force me to kill the people’s champion.”\n\n After a few minutes of tense stand off...Africanus simply stepped back and allowed Cessai to take the seat. The Writer Scinectarus…\n\n [i]Cessai scowled at the Senate then turned to Alexander who stood blocking the doorway of the chamber. “Bring me the one called Spartagira?” He asked. After a time the leader of the slave revolt was brought forwards and dropped at Cessai’s feet. “You are a predator. What crime caused you to be a gladiator?” Cessai asked. Spartagira told Cessai that a Senator, Lucis Archanus, had slept with Spartagira’s wife and that Spartagira had beaten the Senator senseless. To attack a Senator of Rome, if you were not a predator, was instant death. Cessai told Archanus to stand up then commanded Alexander to go up to him. Which he did so and then promptly…he slit Archanus’s throat open and threw the dying wolf on the floor of the chamber. Cessai then asked Spartagira, “Do you have justice now?” and when Spartagira replied yes...Alexander plunged his sword into the Panther’s back and killed him as well. Cessai then said...”And that’s what you get for leading a slave revolt against Rome.” It would seem that Cessai displayed his intentions for everyone else quite clearly.[/i]\n\n Cessai first made it obvious to all that the persecution of foxes was over and done with, though he understood clearly that foxes would never come quickly out of their hiding places nor would they ever trust wolves again even if a hybrid of the two beckoned them, a trait which still sadly exists to this day. Look on any of our trains and see how far apart foxes will go never to sit near a wolf. He also made it clear that though there were armed foxes pointing arrows at the heads of the Senate, subjugation of Rome to anyone else was not going to happen. The Minotians would soon go home with a treaty of alliance in their paws and new slaves to work their many mines.\n\n It was soon learned that Cessai’s mother sacrificed herself to save her child, having asked Williamus Graylus to take her life so the attention would be drawn away while her infant son was carried to safety. Growing up in Minotia, educated in their culture and their science; Cessai returned to Rome not to dictate but to navigate. His first command...to encourage Romans to go study with the Minotians which was a very hard sell. But eventually a Roman city, a university would be founded where wolves sent to Minotia as children would come back as scholars, craftsmen, architects, metallurgists and explorers. Two of these wolf cubs would profoundly affect not only the future of Rome but of the world. One would become Rome’s last good Cesar...if a tyrant could be called such. The other would set the spark that would eventually become the Great Preditorial Civil War.\n\n A wolf named Aylar was not destined to be the pinnacle of a religious movement. Born to very wealthy plantation owners in the Roman village of Atlantia, he was sent as a cub to Minotia to study advanced agriculture coupled with slave management. Among the things he had to learn was the ritual slaughtering of a pray mammal to the Roman gods. When he was to eat his fill as part of the ritual….Aylar became violently ill. Suffering vomiting, dehydration and severe headaches when a horrifying vision came to him...one which would set him on the road to conflict with his own parents and his own nation.\n\n Aylar returned to his family plantation when he was nineteen years old and his first startling act was when he passed by a young deer slave tied to a wagon wheel and being horribly beaten with a whip. Snatching the whip from his family’s oversee’r, Aylar asked...”What has he done to deserve this?” When the oversee’r replied that the deer had given him a “smart look”...Aylar whipped the ovesee’r… “If I ever catch you disciplining a slave without my express command? It will be you I tie to this wheel.”\n\n Aylar cut the poor mammal from the wheel and carried him to his own bed to the shock of his mother Juliana yet she could say nothing as he had become the master of the plantation now that his father was dead for several years. “God will not hold back his justice upon us forever.” Aylar warned her as he commanded his mother to care for the abused slave.\n\n That night...Aylar went into the barn where his father “stored” the prey mammals reserved for meals and sacrifices and their reactions at his entry horrified him. From the writings of Aylar…\n\n [i]“They were filled with horror. I reached out for one young goat and she shrieked with a piercing, plea filled wailing. Backing herself into a corner of the stall, putting her hoofed hands over her face. My heart was filled with rage. I could not stomach this cruelty no longer. Even after telling all of those in the barn that their lives would be spared, they refused to believe me. What had we reduced ourselves to?….to do such cruelty upon our equals.”[/i]\n\n Aylar fired his over-see’rs, his task masters. He gathered their implements of punishment, the ritual cooking tools, the terrible shackles, the coal and wood reserved for the rituals to the Roman gods and he burnt them in a great fire. One of his house slaves, a bunny named Dimetor who would later become one of his first disciples came up to speak with him…\n\n[i] “Timidly came I to the Master and asked why he was doing this? He replied that it was the will of god. That if the world did not change, all of us would die. He then did something I had never experienced from my Masters before...he picked me up, rubbed his head to my cheek and exclaimed...”I love you my little brother.” I wept joyfully for I sensed he was not lying. That for the first time in years...I would live to an old age and not suffer a cruel death. I resolved that if the Master willed me, I would work with him in whatever he desired to do.”[/i]\n\n The other slaves on the plantation saw the fire and heard the news of Aylar’s words and timidly with great fear they approached the fire where Aylar stood. Knowing that giving them freedom would only put their lives in danger, he resolved to free them from much of their cruel burdens on the plantation. The writings of this late night event are called “The sermon of salvation” the basis of the Aylarin faith which would later set alight the Great Preditorial Civil War…\n\n[i] “God will not withhold his wrath upon us. We have been given thought, yet we act with thoughtlessness. He has given us the knowledge of love, yet we are filled with hate. He has given us the means to be kind, yet we are beasts of brutality. We have taken his gifts and have denied his holy command. We butcher our brothers, boil their children, eat their flesh and deny their cries. We are not mammals, we are criminals and our crimes will not go un-judged. Less we are changed, we shall all alike be consumed. Fear not gentile brothers and sisters...bunny, goat, deer, mouse...god hears your cries, god knows your suffering, god is not blind to your innocence and god will avenge your blood.”\n\n “Gentle brothers and sisters...do not hate us preditors...pity us. Do not give place to wrath against us...mourn for us. If you work? Then do it joyfully. If you suffer? Then show them you suffer without fear. If it is your time to die? Then die without fear and cry for us. Change us not with fear and anger in your hearts but with hearts of love. Do good to those who abuse you. Speak kindness to those who would kill you. The day of gladness will not come tomorrow, it may not come in a hundred years….but if you persist, if you remain steadfast, if you meet death with love… that day will surely come. Do this…..it is god’s will.” \n\n “I lighten your burdens as god commands. There will be no more sacrifices here. No more will children be torn from their mothers to be murdered. No more whips, no more cooking. No more slaving. No more death. Not among you nor among those I can save….not now, not tomorrow and not so long as I draw breath. Ease your hearts my brothers and sisters.”[/i]\n\n When one slave spoke up. “Master! What you speak is treason! They will kill you!” Aylar replied. “My life counts for nothing. Let them kill me...they can not kill god.” \n\n The young wolf began to buy up slaves through out Rome, taking them back to his plantation where he ministered to them and cared for them. It was during this time that he welcomed one of the wolf cubs who had been with him during his time in Minotia, an arctic wolf named Penitus who would later become Saint Penitus…\n\n[i] “To say I wasn’t a little unsettled by what I saw going on around the Plantation would be an understatement. At first I thought Aylar was sick in the head, perhaps a little crazy but after a long talk...he could not be less than right. My dumb eyes were opened wide...I looked upon my paws and claws with contempt. We predators were filthy murderers and accomplices….we all deserved to burn in hell. There had to be better ways than this barbarianism against mammals who were our brothers and sisters and were too defenseless against us. Their slaughtering was so unfair.”[/i]\n\n[b]Next: Cessai’s expansion wars. The prophet’s challenge to Rome and the Hill of the 24 martyrs.[/b]","writing_bbcode_parsed":" Cessai entered Rome at the head of his armed cavalry to what must have been quaking fear from the Plebes, the average Roman citizen. He was tall, muscular, bleach white with deeply set and serious looking blue eyes. He had the look of a wolf except the long and preened bushy tail which was definitely fox-like and like a fox, Cessai had two slaves carry it off the ground lest it get dirty. Behind the cavalry came the Legion of Alexander Marcus Graylus which had swelled to include not only those soldiers of the 14th spared death but now much of the Pretorian Guards. They descended on the Senate house where Cessai entered after his archers stormed the building and ringed the chamber with drawn bows. Inside were those Senators who knew running they would just die tired and Africanus who stood defiant at his Senate seat as Cessai walked up. The Writer Scinectarus…
Africanus made no attempt to move nor show any deference to Cessai who stood firm with his eyes pointed as if they would set the lion on fire. Cessai simply said….”You are not the issue and are quite the innocent party in this affair. I wish not to waste your life which is of value to the nation. Step aside, don’t force me to kill the people’s champion.”
After a few minutes of tense stand off...Africanus simply stepped back and allowed Cessai to take the seat. The Writer Scinectarus…
Cessai scowled at the Senate then turned to Alexander who stood blocking the doorway of the chamber. “Bring me the one called Spartagira?” He asked. After a time the leader of the slave revolt was brought forwards and dropped at Cessai’s feet. “You are a predator. What crime caused you to be a gladiator?” Cessai asked. Spartagira told Cessai that a Senator, Lucis Archanus, had slept with Spartagira’s wife and that Spartagira had beaten the Senator senseless. To attack a Senator of Rome, if you were not a predator, was instant death. Cessai told Archanus to stand up then commanded Alexander to go up to him. Which he did so and then promptly…he slit Archanus’s throat open and threw the dying wolf on the floor of the chamber. Cessai then asked Spartagira, “Do you have justice now?” and when Spartagira replied yes...Alexander plunged his sword into the Panther’s back and killed him as well. Cessai then said...”And that’s what you get for leading a slave revolt against Rome.” It would seem that Cessai displayed his intentions for everyone else quite clearly.
Cessai first made it obvious to all that the persecution of foxes was over and done with, though he understood clearly that foxes would never come quickly out of their hiding places nor would they ever trust wolves again even if a hybrid of the two beckoned them, a trait which still sadly exists to this day. Look on any of our trains and see how far apart foxes will go never to sit near a wolf. He also made it clear that though there were armed foxes pointing arrows at the heads of the Senate, subjugation of Rome to anyone else was not going to happen. The Minotians would soon go home with a treaty of alliance in their paws and new slaves to work their many mines.
It was soon learned that Cessai’s mother sacrificed herself to save her child, having asked Williamus Graylus to take her life so the attention would be drawn away while her infant son was carried to safety. Growing up in Minotia, educated in their culture and their science; Cessai returned to Rome not to dictate but to navigate. His first command...to encourage Romans to go study with the Minotians which was a very hard sell. But eventually a Roman city, a university would be founded where wolves sent to Minotia as children would come back as scholars, craftsmen, architects, metallurgists and explorers. Two of these wolf cubs would profoundly affect not only the future of Rome but of the world. One would become Rome’s last good Cesar...if a tyrant could be called such. The other would set the spark that would eventually become the Great Preditorial Civil War.
A wolf named Aylar was not destined to be the pinnacle of a religious movement. Born to very wealthy plantation owners in the Roman village of Atlantia, he was sent as a cub to Minotia to study advanced agriculture coupled with slave management. Among the things he had to learn was the ritual slaughtering of a pray mammal to the Roman gods. When he was to eat his fill as part of the ritual….Aylar became violently ill. Suffering vomiting, dehydration and severe headaches when a horrifying vision came to him...one which would set him on the road to conflict with his own parents and his own nation.
Aylar returned to his family plantation when he was nineteen years old and his first startling act was when he passed by a young deer slave tied to a wagon wheel and being horribly beaten with a whip. Snatching the whip from his family’s oversee’r, Aylar asked...”What has he done to deserve this?” When the oversee’r replied that the deer had given him a “smart look”...Aylar whipped the ovesee’r… “If I ever catch you disciplining a slave without my express command? It will be you I tie to this wheel.”
Aylar cut the poor mammal from the wheel and carried him to his own bed to the shock of his mother Juliana yet she could say nothing as he had become the master of the plantation now that his father was dead for several years. “God will not hold back his justice upon us forever.” Aylar warned her as he commanded his mother to care for the abused slave.
That night...Aylar went into the barn where his father “stored” the prey mammals reserved for meals and sacrifices and their reactions at his entry horrified him. From the writings of Aylar…
“They were filled with horror. I reached out for one young goat and she shrieked with a piercing, plea filled wailing. Backing herself into a corner of the stall, putting her hoofed hands over her face. My heart was filled with rage. I could not stomach this cruelty no longer. Even after telling all of those in the barn that their lives would be spared, they refused to believe me. What had we reduced ourselves to?….to do such cruelty upon our equals.”
Aylar fired his over-see’rs, his task masters. He gathered their implements of punishment, the ritual cooking tools, the terrible shackles, the coal and wood reserved for the rituals to the Roman gods and he burnt them in a great fire. One of his house slaves, a bunny named Dimetor who would later become one of his first disciples came up to speak with him…
“Timidly came I to the Master and asked why he was doing this? He replied that it was the will of god. That if the world did not change, all of us would die. He then did something I had never experienced from my Masters before...he picked me up, rubbed his head to my cheek and exclaimed...”I love you my little brother.” I wept joyfully for I sensed he was not lying. That for the first time in years...I would live to an old age and not suffer a cruel death. I resolved that if the Master willed me, I would work with him in whatever he desired to do.”
The other slaves on the plantation saw the fire and heard the news of Aylar’s words and timidly with great fear they approached the fire where Aylar stood. Knowing that giving them freedom would only put their lives in danger, he resolved to free them from much of their cruel burdens on the plantation. The writings of this late night event are called “The sermon of salvation” the basis of the Aylarin faith which would later set alight the Great Preditorial Civil War…
“God will not withhold his wrath upon us. We have been given thought, yet we act with thoughtlessness. He has given us the knowledge of love, yet we are filled with hate. He has given us the means to be kind, yet we are beasts of brutality. We have taken his gifts and have denied his holy command. We butcher our brothers, boil their children, eat their flesh and deny their cries. We are not mammals, we are criminals and our crimes will not go un-judged. Less we are changed, we shall all alike be consumed. Fear not gentile brothers and sisters...bunny, goat, deer, mouse...god hears your cries, god knows your suffering, god is not blind to your innocence and god will avenge your blood.”
“Gentle brothers and sisters...do not hate us preditors...pity us. Do not give place to wrath against us...mourn for us. If you work? Then do it joyfully. If you suffer? Then show them you suffer without fear. If it is your time to die? Then die without fear and cry for us. Change us not with fear and anger in your hearts but with hearts of love. Do good to those who abuse you. Speak kindness to those who would kill you. The day of gladness will not come tomorrow, it may not come in a hundred years….but if you persist, if you remain steadfast, if you meet death with love… that day will surely come. Do this…..it is god’s will.”
“I lighten your burdens as god commands. There will be no more sacrifices here. No more will children be torn from their mothers to be murdered. No more whips, no more cooking. No more slaving. No more death. Not among you nor among those I can save….not now, not tomorrow and not so long as I draw breath. Ease your hearts my brothers and sisters.”
When one slave spoke up. “Master! What you speak is treason! They will kill you!” Aylar replied. “My life counts for nothing. Let them kill me...they can not kill god.”
The young wolf began to buy up slaves through out Rome, taking them back to his plantation where he ministered to them and cared for them. It was during this time that he welcomed one of the wolf cubs who had been with him during his time in Minotia, an arctic wolf named Penitus who would later become Saint Penitus…
“To say I wasn’t a little unsettled by what I saw going on around the Plantation would be an understatement. At first I thought Aylar was sick in the head, perhaps a little crazy but after a long talk...he could not be less than right. My dumb eyes were opened wide...I looked upon my paws and claws with contempt. We predators were filthy murderers and accomplices….we all deserved to burn in hell. There had to be better ways than this barbarianism against mammals who were our brothers and sisters and were too defenseless against us. Their slaughtering was so unfair.”
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